The Saline County journal. [volume] (Salina, Kan.) 1871-1893, 1887-08-18
AUNT OsBsYs SHOP.


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them M Stfu-iav. 3 know how 20 IT. ,l,s
cinnamon apple ta-t,. to, and lemon
d--ps and cocaauut balls" Grace, I s.
believe you have take leave Il voIr
senses" said Ne iOra Nav. "One would
think i was disgrace enough Tor Aunt
Deborah our own mothers sistcr-to
open a hOrril little huckster shop. with
out rur mixing ours lives up Ia the al air.'
"But Aunt Debby must live, you know"
said Grace, VINO was perched, kitten-f tsh-
ion, on the windOW-sill, feeding the cana
~ with bits Of sparkling white sugar.
"And cousin Nixon couldn't keep her any
longer, aud her eyes are not strong
enough for hne needls-Work, and her ed
ucatiOn has not fitted her TO be teacher,
and her poor old rheumatic bones keep
her from going behind a counter or enter
ing factory. l suppose you wouldn't be
willing 70 have her come and live with
youi"
III" cried Medora. ''Do you suppose
want 70 proclaim 70 the whole town that
have such q dilapidated cid relative as
thatin
"a would take her quick enough" said
Grace, 'ff didn't board with Mrs. How
itt, and share the little upstairs back
room with the two children. Just wait
till marry some rich man." she added,
with . saucy uplifting Of her auburn
broWs, i'and then see II l don't furnish up
9 stately apartment for Aunt Debbym
sDOn't talk nOnsene," said hedOra,
acidly. '9t's very likely, isn't IL that
factory girl like you Is going 70 marry =
rich manp'
Grace Craxall laughed merrily. All
through life she and her cousin, Medor
May, had agreed 10 differ on most points.
Grace, seeing no other career before her.
had, on the death Of her last surviving
parent cheerfully entered q factory,
while Medora, taking her stand on the
platform Of false gentility, had done fine
sewing and silk embroidery on the sly TO
support herself, putting on all the airs Of
young lady Of fashion the while. And now
Aunt Deborah May, 20 the infinite disgust
Of her srisiocratioally Inclined niece, had
actually opened a little low Widowed
shop in a shady street just out Of the
main thoroughfare, and, as MedOra de-
6pairingly expressed H. "gOne into
trader
For Aunt Debby, in her -bewildered
loneliness, had scarcely known what 70
do until Grace Craxall came 10 her rescue
with her hopeful courage aud straightfor-
ward common sense.
t.pm so helpless sighed the poor old
lady, shat feel sometimes IL would be
better II were dead"
''Now, Aunt Debby, that doesn't sound
. bit like you" said Grace cheerfIlly.
But what am 70 doi' said Aunt De-
borah.
what can you doT' said Grace.
Il don't know as am good for any
thing" said the old lady, with q uiet tear
or two. except 20 help around the house,
and Iain't strong enough for regular hired
help. Your uncle used 10 say l was .
master hand at king bread"
"Then make it." brightly interrupted
Grace.
"Eh" said Aunt Debby.
There's a nice litt e store 10 let on Bay
itreei," went on Grace, 'for $40 q month"
"But / haven't got SO month";" feebly
interrupted Aunt Debby.
'I'n lend IT, 20 YOU" said Grace, ''out OF
tie wages I have -avel Aud there's q
pretty bedroom 90 the back Of the shop,
ard "a clean. a y n.-rucu uIdrr u, whe~s
yo1 can .za your D cad know, for 4
| sfcr of enc .8dv where I bo-rI IS loo'yir
Cor d-es ms.il- -a ans and heard her
sue. king al. .t"
DO sou mean -o 7reu % bakery" s. d
the ieviiiercd Aun; -bb-.
0Not exactly thrt" explained Grac-.
| 'But 4 Ms. How ~ or Ms Taylor, OF az
/ oi the ladics around mere. could get r-.i
| homemade breaf, Tucn rs you max, tu
| YOU suppose thy would pu up with WI at
/ they get at the baker shopf Ard you
could easily get up a reputation On ycgr
| raisin cakes, and fried cruilersl aud new
| England pumpkin pies Now couldn't
/ your
Tho old lady frightened up q little.
II used to be pretty good al cooking
said she. "And Il you think ! could sup
| port myself
Il am sure Of IT," cried cheerful trace
sAnd IN 90 with you this very day 70
look st the place, and we viii engage Il
for three months on trial And / can
paint you a sign 70 put over your door,
Homemade Bread BY Mrs. Deborah Mayr
And pu hem you some curtains and ar
range the shelves In the low windOWl I
almost wish was going 70 be your shop
girl" she added merrily. ''But can help
you in the evening, you known
Grace CraxalPs prophecies proved cor
rect Aunt Debby's delicious home made
bread, winter than powdered lilies, sweet
/ ~ ambr0sia, soon acquired reputation,
and the old lady could scarcely bake it
fast enough. People came half q doEen
block 70 bug the yellow pumpkin pies
Il HNN MGlNANAA AEk-G 1870
brought their boarded pennies 70 invest
in chO olato sWeetmeats. vanilla caramels
and G. .....a uaEss VITA PUFFY shells aud Dc
li.tous eeuters OF Nv setaesA The little
tnoney-drawer grew fat with ooiss and
Aunt Dsbby's dim eyes grew bright and
hopsful again
And oneday Mr. Herbert Valance, walk
hg by with MsdOra May, stopped and
looked Ia.
'Isn't that your Cousin Grace" said be,
''behini the o0unterI"
Msaora turned crimson with vexatiOn-
"My Cousin 9racef' she said ''No, in
deed. We are not in trade"
Whas ,,cssessed her 70 utter this delib-
srats falseN1od, Medora could not afseF.
wards have told. Partly the sting Of false
Shame; partly = disinclination for Mr.
Herbert Valance to know that her rels
tiVes were, 70 use her expression, mot L.
dies and gentlemen"
Mr.. Valance looked up 81 the sigu over
ne door.
''The name 10 NAY" he remarked, IN
diierehtiy.
yes" said MsdorA, angry ct hsrseli
for blushing 50 deeply, but no relation
Il q usn
Mr. valance thought over the matter
He afterWard net Miss Nay Ct party
given By friend, where pretty Grace
CraKan was also present He had taken
rather fancy to the bright blue eyes and
aelicate blonde beauty Of the former. His
home was solitary enough, now that his
sisters nad all married and gone away,
and perhaps . man might End q less 81.
tractve and graceful wife than Medora
Nay. But be could not Be mistaken. be
thOught, in Grace Craxall's Identity.
And 50 the next evening, shout The
same time, be sauntered into theshop
Grace was behind the daintily clean liz
tls counter, taking some newly made
maple carameis o. the pan. Shs looked
up with asmile
Good evening. Mr.. Valance" sid she.
80, be thought n wasn't mistaken
after all Aud the little blue-eyed sersph
~ mortal enough % tell q faisehood, in
spite Of her angelic nppearance"
But he io1keti serenely az Grace.
Il didn't know you were IN trade, - SAID
he
"Ddn't voul Welln retorted Grace. g
am 1sy stunt Dcborahis shop girl a. pres.
euL iaiWuys cQme here Ia The evenings